Sunday (on Monday) Post – Door


Closing the door … talking

Jake’s challenge this week is ‘Door’.

From my earliest recollections doors were there to bar my way.  Handle hardware was always way above my head, and although there wasn’t a lock in the place until we drove to Adelaide for Christmas in 1956, I was effectively imprisoned once the door was closed on me – which for some reason Ma, and even Papa, did every night.  Was I a prisoner?  Or was I a treasure to be protected?  Either way, I hate closed doors to this day, and take it as being personal excluded when I can’t see inside other’s doors to the lives that are being lived there, just beyond my reach …

This collection of Venetian doors – all closed to me – invites populating, and storytelling.  Until I make the time to write them, make up your own stories – I don’t mind!

Check out other doors here:

73 thoughts on “Sunday (on Monday) Post – Door

  1. For someone who does not like closed doors, these are very lovely shots. Never mind what goes on behind the closed doors! It gives us an opportunity to admire the doors… I particularly like the pink one… Though all of of them have their own charm… 🙂

    • The pink house is just fantastic, isn’t it? Everything was colour co-ordinated, from the plants in the flower boxes, to the ribbons and bows. I especially love the shopping trolly parked outside:)

  2. These are lovely! Your comment over on my post led me to think otherwise! Doors are a fetish with me too although when I was growing up they were almost always kept open!!

    • It was your post that made me think more clearly about the challenge (I was trying to put together too wide a representation, and it was looking very hit and miss), so thank you for upping the ante, Madhu!

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    • For once I managed to get the pictures in the order I wanted, so we could follow the progression back to pristine (if not new) doors. Thanks for your kind comments Island Traveler:)

  4. So many doors and so many stories, about and within. I like the Hotel Flora doors and I wonder if what tyoe of doors your prefer signifies certain traits. I like doors I can see through, and coloured glass.

    • I think it probably does, Ella. Then, on the other hand, I think I like different doors depending on whether I’m on the outside trying to imagine what it looks like within, or whether I’m on the inside, wishing to maintain my privacy to go about as I want within!

      What would be perfect is glass that’s shielded from direct outside view. Perhaps not a practical solution in Venice, except for a hotel.

  5. I am a huge door lover so was thrilled to find this post. Just when you think you are alone… When I first started painting water colours I painted a lot of buildings, churches, mosques, houses all with beautiful doors but with no door handles 🙂 I wondered what that meant until I read the beginning of your post and now it all makes sense. Great colours btw. , Lesley

    • My dear, I’ve just come across your response to my ‘doors’ post in my spam can – what cheek!

      I’m so glad you know what I meant – many people don’t feel that way at all about them! So glad you dropped by.

    • That’s nice of you Anne. As you can see, I have a bit of a thing about them, and was trying to put a pretty comprehensive selection together – until I saw Madhu’s post on the subject, and then I thought, na, what I need to do is stick to one place – and if it’s not Sri Lanka I always come back to, it must be Venice …

    • Blogging seems to be the place to bare one’s soul … secrets of all sorts just seem to slip out into the ether via the most innocuous of prompts. Who needs lists of Things About Me, or even the ABC of Me – just post a photo challenge, and someone will tell a secret about themselves:) Who’d have thought it, ‘doors’?

      How sweet you are!

    • Hey, thanks for the thumbs up Paula!

      Yea, there are quite a few – and growing. Having said that, I think there are more writing challenges, so I guess there’s room for them all, it’s just a matter of choosing which suit your schedule, or interests, or whatever!

  6. WOW – I love your doors! In fact, when we lived in Afghanistan, we had a carved wooden door made into our dining table with a glass top! It fits 20 people around – so we always have a crowd over for dinner! 😀 Sharon

  7. This is a fabulous array of doors. I have a fascination with what doors mean in the greater realm of life. They are representative of so many things. You may enjoy the one I posted which has an image that tempts all of my guests to inquire about the meaning. I always make them tell me what they see in the image first before I tell them. The variety of opinions is endless. Your photo’s are wonderful for this challenge. It looks like it was geared to you.
    Very nice,

    • Thanks for sending me across to your doors, Isadora. I’m sorry I hadn’t seen it earlier, but I’m not getting through all my mail these days, unfortunately. Glad you liked my Venetian doors – they may not have been made for the challenge specifically, but they were certainly taken as part of a series! I think we all have an emotional response to this utilitarian object, eh?

  8. I haven’t looked through all your Venice posts, so apologies if you’ve mentioned it, but I’m curious if you’ve been to the Peggy Guggenheim Museum – a fabulous collection of early 20th C modern art and the setting is spectacular.

    • Oh yes! And isn’t it in the most glorious position – as one would expect, for the home of an American heiress in those days (or these days too, for that matter. The latest gossip when I was there was about Jonny Depp’s newly acquired palazzo!). I’ve not written about it – or any other museums or galleries, seems a bit gratuitous given the bookshops full of books on the subject. My last few visits I’ve been engrossed in just “living” in Venice – a museum itself, really – a living museum! How fortunate I am!

  9. This theme was obviously just up your alley. 😉 Wonderful collection of door pics. My tow children were so different when it came to their bedroom doors. My daughter always had hers closed, but my son chose to leave his wide open all the time. Very different personalities too.

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